The Blaylocks obviously had a comfortable lifestyle and maybe Mr. Blaylock never even questioned why his appliances needed such frequent attention. Pe...haps if he paid a bit more attention to his wife his repair bills wouldn’t be so high.I was taken aback by the lady that answered the door. According to the talk around the shop, dirty sex was what the lady on Windy Wood liked, but this pleasant, friendly woman seemed far from the type that got off doing nasty things. It just goes to show you. As he powered into me he unclasped my bra and with a few moves my bra and dress were off over my head and both articles of clothing drifted down onto the lawn, alongside my wine glass, which had gone with the first thrust of his cock.Gathering my bunched hair in his left hand and pushing it forward, I was held over the railing, unable to raise my head and squeezing my right breast painfully, he fucked me with force and domination. All I could do was keep my ass up high and use the railings for. I could clearly hear her getting fucked through the phone. She spoke again, "Don't say anything....oh fuck that's it.... just enjoy this phone call, I'm....holy shit..... putting the phone on the night stand...mmmm fuck right there..." I didn't say a word--I put my phone on speaker and pulled my cock out. I listened as moaned with pleasure, every now and again I would hear a loud smack which sounded like Darren smacking her ass. This just confirmed he was fucking her doggy style, her favorite. She wanted to hear his cries of ecstasy. She wanted the hard fuck and overflow of his hot cum in her body as he got it. She saw it all in her mind now. A man hard behind him. Her love harder, his shaft in her all the way up to his balls. His balls hard, a part of his shaft opening her wet cunt. She'd turn to watched his face. His eyes closed, his concentration there using every muscle and brain cell to get what he could from it. She knew the man would enter his ass. Removing his hand from the.